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" "But Wild still lives," cried Wood. ‘That’s why I’m asking. “Did they ever try it for themselves?” He wrestled his chin between her thighs as she tried to squeeze her legs shut upon his ears. She had a compartment to herself in the train from London to Morningside Park, and she sat with both her feet on the seat in an attitude that would certainly have distressed her mother to see, and horrified her grandmother beyond measure; she sat with her knees up to her chin and her hands clasped before them, and she was so lost in thought that she discovered with a start, from a lettered lamp, that she was at Morningside Park, and thought she was moving out of the station, whereas she was only moving in. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. She had seen her really only at teas, with the Stanley strain in her uppermost. I don’t care. I was compelled to run away. He was interesting and inconclusive, and the original papers to which he referred her discursive were at best only suggestive. You know—if you want freedom. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil.

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